Ghost Story

Ghost Story

 

Come back to me, exciting daily first delights,

Come back to me, sweet faith of never being alone.

Come back to me, carefree nights,

Come back to me, the obliviousness of the unknown.

 

Come back to me, rebirth of seasons,

Leave me, memories deflated by treason.

 

Leave me, shivers when I walk,

Leave me, metal flowers blooming on my tongue.

Leave me, muted rank of my talk,

Leave me, empty heart and your desire to be young.

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